𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎-𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍... 𝚃𝚘𝚖 𝚁𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚇

~𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟷: 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊~

"I-I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention.." As you dropped your head down low. His dark curls, and handsome features outlining his fine face and his chiseled jaw as you glance at him. You thought to yourself: 'Dumbledore wanted me to change him, but did he not want me to fall in love with him...?' "Ahem.." Tom coughed. "Tom Riddle." You stood dumbfounded and stuck out your hand and shook his: "Y/n Y/l/n." He then walked away, but stopped for a quick moment then turned on his heel. "Do you perhaps, want to sit with me?" He rose his eyebrows in a questioning manner. "Not because your nice or anything... Your a transfer and I'm a prefect, it'd look a nice image for me." You looked down and picked up your trunk. You thought to yourself once again, 'What did I expect, he's Tom Marvelo Riddle. Handsome, Smart, Sometimes Respectful, I could go on and on-' Until your thoughts were interrupted by a loud impatient sigh. "Well?" he said. You gasped, "I-I-, right sorry got lost in my thoughts..." He said "I bet." and smirked as he walked away, expecting you to follow him. In which you did... He led you to a compartment with some Slytherins. He pointed to an empty seat in the compartment and you nodded and placed your trunk down as you sat down on the comfy cushions. "You are?" said a boy with blonde hair. "Oh sorry, Y/n Y/l/n." He looked out the window and said "Blood status?" Y/n shuffled her eyebrows in confusion and bit back: "Why does that quite matter.." The boy sharply turned his head and simply stated "Well, why would it not." You rolled your eyes and replied "Half-blood." The boy gulped and took his hand out as if he felt sorry: "Abraxas Malfoy." You sighed and shook his hand considering you just introduced yourself to him. Abraxas smirked and playfully brushed your hand against his. You, dumbfounded at the sight had just awkwardly placed your hand in your lap, calmfully.
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"Hey, wake up!" Abraxas shouted, as you lifted your head of the window. "Oh, right we must be at Hogwarts." You carried your trunk and followed the crowd. You already knew the drill since you went to Hogwarts in the future. Everyone gathered in the Great Hall and Headmaster Dippot announced: "Welcome to Hogwarts!" Everyone clapped in amusement. "We have a new transfer student, her name is Y/n Y/l/n. She will now be getting sorted as expecting, everyone will treat her respectfully." He smiles widely and opened the Great Hall doors and Y/n gracefully walked through as everyone stared. Even her hearing a few comments like: "She's absolutely gorgeous!" And, "Wow, she's pretty. Must be smart too!" You smiled bitterly at these comments and sat down on the stool. "Ahh." The sorting hat exclaimed. "Well, you seem very kind. On the verge of Hufflepuff. Hmm, 𝑂𝑂𝑈, secrets, secrets, and more secrets... I see very ambitious and determined. 𝑆𝐿𝑌𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑁!" Everyone at the Slytherin table cheered as they greeted when you sat down. Everyone began to eat, and you felt a burning sensation across from you. You looked up to see a beautiful black-haired tall boy staring at you. He noticed that you saw and he smirked and continued to eat his food and talk to his little boy-scouts. One even dared to say: "Filthy Half-blood... Such a shame you have muggle in you." You felt very upset at this saying. Another one of his friends also exclaimed: "Hey! Your a disgrace to Slytherin being a partial mud-blood!" You've had enough you just shook your head, and pushed your plate in front of you and got up and walked to a nearby bathroom. You looked at yourself in the mirror. "Such a pity to be so, 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑘." You looked behind you to see a dark-figure standing before you. It was... Abraxas? "What do you want." He walked to your side and simply said: 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠."